Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chen Yuan carefully examined the golden token in his hand and slowly said, "Is this the token leading to the Spiritual Source Valley of Jinling Island?"

Jin Luo stood in front of him and nodded slightly: "That's right, our tribe... the Golden Feathered Eagle tribe likes gold."

"The entrance and exit tokens for several important places such as Lingyuan Valley, Treasure Pavilion, and Spiritual Medicine Garden all look like this. Only the clan leader and the three ninth-level demon kings are qualified to hold them."

"The token in Jin Sheng's hand was given by the Fourth Elder to facilitate his inspection of the formation of the island protection formation."

Chen Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at Jin Luo: "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Jin for luring Jin Sheng here and taking away this token, we can enter Jinling Island without having to spend any more effort to attack the formation."

The hall was filled with a thick bloody smell.

A dead golden-feathered eagle lay on the ground with its huge wings spread out. Its light golden feathers sparkled sharply under the illumination of the bronze candles.

The golden-feathered eagle's head rolled to the ground, with blood gushing from its neck.

Jin Sheng died with his eyes open, his eagle eyes still showing deep resentment and resentment, his chest and abdomen were covered in blood, with a deep wound running straight through his body.

Jin Luoheng stood aside, holding a dark golden demon pill in his palm, which still retained a faint vitality, and its aura was fluctuating and had not yet calmed down.

After Jin Sheng was lured into the hall by Jin Luo, Chen Yuan took out the Zixu Sword and beheaded him with one strike without waiting for him to react.

At this time, more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianji Sect looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of awe in their eyes.

The elders of Tianji Sect all knew that the battle between Chen Yuan and Yu Hai Zhenren ended in a draw, and they also knew that he had a top-level flying sword in his hand.

But not everyone witnessed the battle with their own eyes. Only when they saw Chen Yuan summon the Zixu Sword did they realize that the rumors were true.

Mr. Chengli and Xinzhai Sanren were also quite surprised. They took a shortcut when they formed their infant form and had never fought with cultivators of the same level.

The battle with the level eight demon king that had made them so embarrassed a few days ago was no match for Chen Yuan's sword, so they were inevitably shocked.

Zhenren Ningbing's expression was still indifferent. She had personally sparred with Chen Yuan before, but it was just killing an eighth-level demon king, which she didn't take seriously at all.

Chen Yuan did this not to establish his authority, but simply wanted to leave the Jin Sheng Demon Pill to Jin Luoheng, and then refine it into a pill to help him improve his cultivation.

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Jin Luo was praised by Chen Yuan, but he did not dare to take credit for it. He said respectfully, "Fellow Daoist Chen has made a good plan and has made every possible effort to lure me with elixirs and spiritual stones."

"Jin Sheng really took the bait, and he didn't even notice the flaw in my words. I admire you very much."

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Chen just aroused Jin Sheng's greed, it's not worth mentioning."

The group used their numbers to defeat the few and killed eight transformed demon kings without consuming too much true energy. It took them only two days to recover. Then they prepared to set off for Jinling Island.

But before setting off, Jin Luo privately informed Chen Yuan that Jin Sheng was in charge of inspecting the formation plates and flags of the island protection formation and had the entry and exit token of Lingyuan Valley in his hand.

Chen Yuan made a prompt decision and asked everyone to wait for a few more days. He ordered Jin Luo to return to Jinling Island, lure Jin Sheng out, snatch the token from his hand, destroy the formation plate, and avoid a forced attack on the island protection formation.

There was no need to storm the formation commanded by a level 10 demon king, so everyone naturally agreed and spent another two days recuperating on Luoxia Island.

Chen Yuan considered it carefully and was worried that Jin Sheng would leave the token in the cave, so he asked Jin Luo to sneak back to Jinling Island and monitor him secretly.

It was not until today when Jin Sheng was preaching to the low-level tribesmen and inspecting the formation that Jin Luo came to visit him when he returned home, leaving him no time to leave his token.

This plan really worked. Until his death, Jin Sheng never doubted that Jin Luo would betray the Golden-Winged Eagle clan.

Tianjizi concealed the fluctuations of the eight demon kings' natal lamps. Jin Sheng was not on guard at all, and became greedy, ignoring many flaws.

Tianjizi's expression became serious. "I have been activating the magic mirror to conceal the fluctuations of my life lamp these days, but it is about to become ineffective. Now that we have the token, we will set off and head straight for Jinling Island."

Chen Yuan looked outside the hall. The setting sun was slanting down, the dusk was dim, and a red glow was cast.

He nodded slightly: "Then we will set off now. When we arrive at Jinling Island, it will be late at night, which is convenient for us to take action."

"Then please ask Fellow Daoist Jin to return to the island first, sneak into Lingyuan Valley, and destroy the formation. We will then take the opportunity to break into the formation and accomplish our goal in one fell swoop."

"I understand." Jin Luo responded respectfully.

Everyone left the hall, and Jin Sheng's body was collected by Zhuge Qi. Several elders of Tianji Sect showed some reluctance.

There are six demon kings on Jinling Island, but they have little to do with everyone.

There are twelve Golden-Feathered Eagle demon kings in total. Including Jin Sheng, five Golden-Feathered Eagle demon kings have already died at the hands of everyone.

These five demon kings were carefully selected by Jin Luo, and almost all of them ruled one side alone. Only Jin Sheng and another person’s cave dwellings were on Jinling Island.

Only a powerful transformed demon king who monopolizes an island can afford to participate in the auction held by Jinluo.

There are only six transformed demon kings left in the Golden-winged Eagle clan, but one of them is the tenth-level demon king Jin Feng, three are the ninth-level demon kings, and two are the eighth-level demon kings. Their strength is far stronger than the five dead demon kings, so they should not be taken lightly.

Moreover, Chen Yuan had already made it clear that the demon cores of Jin Feng and the other three ninth-level demon kings would belong to him. Even if everyone could divide up other materials, they would not be as precious as the demon cores.

But everyone knew that the reason why the plot against the Golden-winged Eagle clan was so successful this time was because they had Jin Luo as an insider. He knew the situation of the Golden-winged Eagle clan very well and lured and killed five demon kings one after another.

Chen Yuan has made great contributions, so it is natural that the demon pill should belong to him.

They flew all the way, but because they were deep in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons, their speed was not fast. It was not until late at night that they arrived at the Jinling Island, hundreds of miles away, and stopped.

The others stayed on a deserted island. Chen Yuan, Tianjizi and Jin Luo went ahead and disappeared into the deep night.

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At the deepest part of Jinling Island, a peak over two thousand feet high is like a sharp sword, piercing the sky, majestic and imposing.

The islands in the Ten Thousand Demons Sea are small, and the earth veins are not deep enough, so it is impossible to produce such steep mountains like the Nine Immortals Continent.

But the Golden-winged Eagle likes to live on dangerous peaks. This peak was moved from the bottom of the sea tens of thousands of years ago by a level ten demon king from the Golden-winged Eagle clan using his immense magical powers. As the main peak of Jinling Island, clan leaders of all generations have opened caves here.

Late at night, Jinling Island was completely silent. The low-level tribesmen who had been playing and frolicking during the day all returned to their nests to practice.

Only a few magical birds that were accustomed to hiding during the day and coming out at night were soaring in the sky, with bright lights flashing in their eyes, but they did not dare to make any noise and anger the upper clan.

The clan leader Jin Feng was meditating and practicing in the cave. Although he was a level ten demon king, he was no different from a human cultivator.

Jin Feng was dressed in a dark robe and had a short beard under his chin. He was thin and had an elegant appearance. He sat cross-legged on a cushion, practicing his skills and silently absorbing the rich spiritual energy that was as dense as mist.

Although this peak was built later, the formation was carved by the great formation master of the human race. It is connected to the spiritual vein and is the place with the richest spiritual energy on Jinling Island.

But in this training room that was big enough to intoxicate a seventh-level demon beast, Jin Feng's body was like a bottomless abyss, continuously swallowing up spiritual energy, but his Qi did not increase at all.

As early as two thousand years ago, Jin Feng had already achieved the tenth level of demon king, commanding the Golden Feathered Eagle clan, and was second only to Kunyang and Ao Mei in the sea of ​​demons. In terms of cultivation, Jin Feng believed that he was not inferior to the two.

However, the bloodline of the golden-winged eagle is slightly inferior to that of the dragon and the Kun fish.

Every time they fought, Jin Feng was always at a disadvantage.

The three royal families have never stopped fighting since the day they moved into the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters.

Compared with the human clans, the means of resolving disputes among the demon clans are more direct and brutal. No matter whether it is spiritual minerals and treasures, or grudges and conflicts, in the end, the truth will be revealed through physical combat.

However, conflicts involving the tenth-level demon king have not broken out for a long time.

The last time Jin Feng fought with Kunyang and Ao Mei was six hundred years ago and two hundred years ago respectively. Since then, they have been living in peace and he has been staying on Jinling Island, practicing in seclusion.

Having cultivated to this point, the only hurdle left is the Spirit Transformation stage. There are not many opportunities in this world for Jin Feng to take action.

There were not many three thousand year old spiritual herbs in the Golden-winged Eagle clan that could be used to refine elixirs for him to improve his cultivation.

The top-grade spirit stone contains a trace of extremely pure spiritual energy, which is also effective against the tenth-level demon king.

But as the clan leader, Jin Feng needs to take care of the many demon kings in the clan. Using two or three top-grade spirit stones a year is just a drop in the bucket.

He could only sit in the training room, tirelessly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, flowing through his meridians, transforming into strands of extremely pure demonic power, which were injected into the demon pill, and his cultivation level increased bit by bit.

After the demons transform, they can practice martial arts like human cultivators, and their practice speed is greatly increased.

The Golden-winged Eagle has a strong bloodline, and there are skills passed down in the inherited memory, which is most suitable for the Golden-winged Eagle clan to practice, but it is quite simple.

After being improved by successive clan leaders, the inherited skills of the Golden-winged Eagle clan have become more and more sophisticated, comparable to the top-level skills of the ten major sects of the human race.

In terms of inheritance, the Golden-winged Eagle clan is naturally inferior to the top ten sects.

But the Golden-winged Eagle clan only inherits the gold bloodline, which makes it easier to modify.

It was a pity that the Golden-winged Eagle clan had never produced a Divine Transformation cultivator, and the tenth-level Demon King was their end.

Jin Feng has already practiced the inherited skills in his bloodline to the highest level. The road ahead is blocked, and the transformation into a spirit is even more out of reach.

He traveled all over the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters and discussed the mysteries of Taoism with Tianjizi and Yuhai Zhenren. After changing his name, he went deep into the Nine Immortal Continent, looking for opportunities left behind by ancient human cultivators, in order to break free from the shackles of his bloodline.

After running around and going through many twists and turns, Jin Feng occasionally gained something and even discovered two ruined secret spaces. Some of them contained opportunities that would make a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator jealous, and were of great use to him.

But the Transformation Pass was still like a mountain, blocking his way.

With no other options, Jin Feng could only return to Jinling Island, practice in seclusion, and quietly improve his cultivation.

In the past three hundred years, Jin Feng has never set foot out of Jinling Island. When he occasionally leaves the cave, it is only to convene the elders of the tribe to discuss matters. He will soon return to the cave to meditate and practice hard.

He was almost reaching the bottleneck of the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and this insurmountable barrier finally began to loosen a little.

Suddenly, Jin Feng stopped practicing and his Qi slowly subsided.

He opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed, breaking through the spiritual mist and illuminating the dim stone chamber.

After letting out a long breath, Jin Feng took out an ancient dark green jade slip. He probed his spiritual sense into it and examined it carefully. His expression was solemn and his eyes were very dignified.

Although the Golden-winged Eagle clan has never had a demon cultivator who has reached the level of a spirit being, the clan leaders of all generations have been ambitious people who have collected several secret techniques for reaching the level of a spirit being.

Their attempts to break through all ended in failure, but before their death, they would leave behind their experiences and insights in the jade slips that recorded the mysterious art of impact transformation and pass them on to the next generation.

It involves the realm of transformation, and this is the most important secret of the Golden-winged Eagle clan. Only the clan leader can read it.

Jin Feng always carries this jade slip with him, studying it and absorbing the experience of his predecessors.

These secret techniques for impacting the divine transformation were all created by human cultivators. There are also two other secret techniques left over from ancient times that are most suitable for human cultivators.

The demon race wants to use this to break through to the Divine Transformation Realm, but it is extremely difficult. If they are not careful, they will be reduced to ashes.

Among all the Golden-Winged Eagle clan leaders in history, only half of them were able to get a glimpse of the path to becoming a god by relying on the secret techniques in the jade slips.

The remaining half, either could not disregard life and death, or there was a lack of young successors in the clan and no second level-10 demon king appeared. They were concerned about their clan and dared not take risks. They stopped at the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation stage until they died. Only then did they reveal some regret and remorse in their last words.

Now the Golden-winged Eagle clan has only one level ten demon king, Jin Feng, and he doesn’t dare to rashly attempt to reach the Divine Transformation realm.

Otherwise, his own death would be a small matter, but without a level ten demon king in charge, his clan would surely decline.

There have been precedents of this in the past. A clan leader, regardless of the rise and fall of the clan, brazenly attempted to reach the Spirit Transformation Realm, but failed and died. The Golden-Winged Eagle clan was suppressed by the other two royal clans and fell into decline.

It was not until hundreds of years later that the ninth-level demon king who succeeded the position of clan leader broke through the bottleneck, and the Golden-winged Eagle clan regained its power among the three major royal clans.

From then on, successive clan leaders no longer dared to attempt to reach the Divine Transformation Realm at will, for fear of putting the clan in danger.

Jin Feng didn't dare to repeat the same mistake, but that didn't stop him from making preparations early.

When he was traveling around, in addition to looking for opportunities, he also collected several treasures according to a simpler secret technique in the jade slips.

All he lacks are two extremely rare treasures from heaven and earth before he can perform his secret technique and achieve the state of spiritual enlightenment.

Although Jin Feng is responsible for the rise and fall of the tribe, he is unwilling to stop there.

As soon as he reaches the bottleneck of the Spiritual Transformation, he will leave Jinling Island and collect all the treasures needed for the secret technique.

When the second level ten demon king appears in the clan, he will immediately strive to reach the God Transformation realm.

Those who can cultivate to this level are all people with a firm faith in the Tao.

Even if he is in danger of death, he will not stop.

Jin Feng carefully studied the secret technique. Suddenly, his expression changed. He withdrew his spiritual consciousness from the jade slip and took out a white jade formation plate about a foot in size.

I saw several cracks appearing on the array plate, the spiritual light dimmed, and it was almost torn into pieces.

"Oh no, the island protection formation!" Jin Feng stood up suddenly, his expression extremely solemn, and walked out of the training room quickly.

Rumble!
At this moment, a loud earth-shaking sound came into the cave. Jin Feng's face became even uglier. He flicked his sleeves, and the stone door of the cave opened with a bang as if swept by a violent hurricane.

His figure turned into a residual shadow, rushed out of the cave, and headed straight for Lingyuan Valley, shouting: "Who are you, you rat, how dare you destroy our tribe's island protection formation!" (End of this chapter)